Luyện nghe bài hát Whore Cunt Die

I tell you tales of morbid visions, thoughts from which I hide

The fear within this shell that I call my soul reflects the
This pit of agony which
I have been cast by who do not see the pain

Draining down you thigh, what you knew as sex
Nails I drive deep into the vagina, the piercing screams
What was once your is now my throbbing toy
I drive the hammer deeper to block the pain my mind

This bloody whore who I once I loved
Has a pile of mangled flesh swarming with insect
As I dissect her unborn fetus I hear her whisper one cry
Begging her false for forgiveness,
I rape her in the of Jesus Christ

I feel no shame for disgrace, this atrocity
Her very existence being an abomination to
There are so many her waiting to be dead
My is my creativity while clearing out my mind

These things that I have done are from memory
But those which linger my vision black

I wish I could my hatred on myself, I want to die
But there is a dark force which seems to me back

Pleading her god to make my torment stop
my own cries, I drive myself deep
Hoping she through my climax so she can choke
On the steaming slop which I all over her face

That whore die

I want this of torment to live forever in my mind
To stifle the agony that ravenously at my soul
Her death will secure my of mind for now
But soon another will die for Satan